Dining Room Table

It doesn't take much to distract myself from studying. Especially when I'm looking out the window. And you know what? While I was supposed to be reading my history documents, I noticed that with me sitting on one side of the dining room, it appears as if the Empire State Building is sitting across from me. Maybe this is why I have so many conversations with the Empire State Building?

OK now I'm just going crazy. 

Everlasting Youth

Sometimes, one of the best feelings in the world is driving around in a convertible, the first of spring twirling about in your hair, blasting the music real high to catch the attention of others and knowing that you're friends are there with you too, in that same luxurious moment. 

Yeah, I loved Delaware and sleeping in a dorm and knowing that spring isn't too far away. I had an amazing tuesday and wednesday. Despite having funny dreams about Robert Pattinson being rude to me and a made up NYU orchestra that wouldn't let me play my viola with them. 

: )

Delaware

I'm going to Delaware tomorrow to visit Frankie with Kristen! In a real dorm! In a legit college not a commuter college like Hunter!

This should be a true adventure weee

Avoiding History Outlines Can Be Fun

So despite being John McCain's daughter, Meghan McCain and I actually have a lot in common and yes, one of these similarities includes our name. We both support gay marriage, believe the republican party is full of too many traditional ideas, believe in stem-cell research, the importance of the internet and we both passionately DESPISE Ann Coulter. For many of these reasons, I have been following her blog on The Daily Beast http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2009-03-09/my-beef-with-ann-coulter/.

Despite being a democrat myself, I find her blog highly entertaining, intelligent and witty. And I wish more people could understand that when it comes down to it, we shouldn't assume that just because ones a democrat, republican or in any other type of party that they fit the typical mold of that party. If a typical mold in reality does even exist.

Rawr

This morning I took the ferry home from Staten Island. There was a layer of fog sweeping over the hudson and gracing the bottom of manhattan island with it's presence. It was absolutely gorgeous. I'll take a grey sky over a blue one any day. A grey sky has so many layers to it, so many shades of blue and purple and green. Look closely into the overcast sky one day and I swear you'll see it.

And the Hudson was a murky yellow green but I promise that was beautiful too!

A cloudy day gives me a thrill a blue sky cannot. There's something so powerful about a day like today. Maybe it's the fact that you know the potential the sky holds, the storms it can produce. And even though you've already checked weather.com for the day, somewhere inside of you is going, "is the sky going to erupt downwards onto the street? will the wind start gusting suddenly?" And you never quite know the answer to that until it happens.

Or maybe It's depressing and I've been obsessed with depressing things since I was three? ie the game poor people I used to play with my sister under the kitchen table, which was supposed to be our hut in the middle of the woods where we would have to fend for ourselves and collect lego blocks of food and dress up in clothes we sewed ourselves (which in reality were just old halloween costumes)

Evidently I also had issues when I was little cause this was totally my favorite game up until middle school (yes I still played imaginary games in middle school)

Change is Good

So I'm seriously contemplating going down to Washington next Sat. and protesting the war in Iraq and Afghanistan. I just need to make sure I have at least one friend with me, since its about a 5 hour drive on the bus there and back and although I'm friendly with a bunch of people who are going, it'll be nice to have an actual friend there. Hopefully Ayah will come with me yay!

I like getting involved with all the political movements going on at hunter and I'm definitely meeting new people that have really interesting thoughts and ideas and are equally as open to listening to what I have to say, even if it differs from their opinions. I even made posters last Thurs. advertising the protest next Wed at 1 PM outside Hunter West. After the rally, we'll hopefully get enough people to go to the meeting with the Vice President at Hunter to press her on issues surrounding the tuition hikes going into affect in Fall 09 throughout CUNY schools. 

Today was pretty good. School was alright, but then I met mommy by my apartment and she took me food shopping because I don't know how and the lady on line with us laughed when I was talking about how much I struggled making Kraft Macaroni and Cheese and that why I shouldn't even be ALLOWED to cook. The gas stove in this apartment still freaks me out. Afterwards, we met up with my dad, brother and Uncle. The restaurant was amazing and I got to drink wine woo. I also finally talked to my Uncle about that internship at Rescue Me. I'm going to be ruthless about that and make sure I get it this time!

Current Mood: Irritable

And I don't quite know why. Maybe it's because, dare I say it, I miss my parents? Because this is kind of how I felt right before I impulsively decided to go visit them last time. And I miss my Amy and Lauren and Nicole and T-Bell and Frankie and Kristen. 

Oh yeah, and my siblings too. A bit.

So I guess this is my weak attempt at apologizing for my obnoxious behavior. 

Idk, but I kinda feel like this:

As I was walking through a life one morning

The sun was out, the air was warm but

Ohhh, I felt cold.

And though I must have looked a half a person

To tell the tale in my own version

It was only then that I felt whole.

Zoning Out is Not Cool When You're Reading Shakespeare

My mind is not in the same room as me. I was reading Hamlet and totally skipped over the part where Hamlet dies. And all of a sudden I'm done with the play and go wait, wasn't Hamlet supposed to die? And then look back 1/2 a page and realize yes, he does in fact die and I'm an idiot. 

I'm so exhausted, just mentally and physically. I'm sick of fighting my thoughts. So I'm giving up and accepting the fact that I'm going to have to deal with them sooner or later. I'll immerse myself in them for a while and hopefully I'll come back up clean and refreshed. 

Insomnia Sucks. Big Time.

So it's 4:31 in the morning and I have to wake up at 10 tomorrow morning ahh! So I try to read Rebecca, which I love. And by the way it sort of ties into something I'm writing now with the essence of someone who's dead still in the house. Ghosts and such. 

But I digress.

So then I attempt slumber for about 30 minutes, and realize it's not gonna happen anytime soon. As I'm lying down, my mind keeps flitting back to the summer, and the pieces it was composed of. So much happened and I felt so many different emotions- some new, some old. And I'm not sure how much I've grown since then, if at all.

I feel like you never realize it when you're growing up until you look back several years in he past. Then you might see it- a bit. 

I also feel like Enid from Ghost World for several reasons. I've felt like this since Wed. when I watched Ghost World after forgetting about its complete amazingness. 

I honestly don't feel tired at all. This is complete nonsense. I feel like I could run a few miles right now, I'm THAT energetic. So not cool. And so uncalled for.

Dear Brain,

Will you shut up? I need to go to sleep.

K thanks,

Megan

Whenever I go to staten island I swear its just an inter-web of various streets dotted with a few friends' houses, sushi places, hookah bars and coldstone. Seriously.